Growing up as a maids daughter was never part of my wildest fantasies. I wished to be more. To conquer. To be better than those around me. These thoughts and wants originated from watching my lover and the fact that I was the bastard child of a Lannister lord. But watching him smile... talk... Listening to his voice as he speaks... all of it.
I wanted to hear his deep sexy voice moaning in my ear. I had the prince in my mind ever second of every day. Of course he never knew this because he probably didn't even know I existed. Every time he came back to the castle I lost every bit of respect for myself. His beauty was impeccable. His long silver hair and his dark mysterious eyes left me in a trance. Thank God I was in charge of keeping his room tidy. I couldn't keep myself from looking at his things. Getting to know what he was up to outside of the castle kept me happy on the darkest days. Just getting to see his letters and how charming he can be is so lovely. I know it's wrong but I can't help myself...
I saw a letter with a red seal on it as I was picking up around his room. I hated cleaning up womenswear knowing well as to what he had been up to the night before. He could have anyone he wanted and he took pride in it. I continued to pick up and clean but I couldn't resist the letter. It had already been opened so he wouldn't know... right? I inched over towards it picking it up and carefully opening it trying not to wrinkle the paper. I started to read it until I felt some fingers trace up my back and to my hair brushing it away from my neck. I felt a soft pair of warm lips kiss on my neck as I tensed up and clenched the letter in my hand. I sharply turned around frightened like a scared kitten.
D: Do you go through my things often maid?
Y: I- I'm sorry my Prince. I know my place. I do not know what I was thinking.
D: Do not apologize. A pretty thing like you shouldn't allow herself to be so quick to cower. You will do something for me, yes?
Y: Anything at all, Your Highness.
D: Stand up straight for me. Stop shaking. You look like a scared animal. I'm just as human as you are regardless of status.
Y: Your Hi-
D: Daemon. Call me Daemon. I'm tired of these formalities.
Y: D-Daemon... it isn't the status. It is just I never...
D: You never what?
Y: I've never been caressed or kissed on the neck like that.
D: Ah... A virgin.
I proceed to stand tall and proud.
Y: Mother says I should try my best to wait until marriage unless it is not a choice. She says my husband will like me better that way.
D: Fuck what your mother thinks. Fucking is a pleasure no one should shy away from.
Y: I don't think we should be having this talk as I am just a castle maid sir. I'm not royal or a noblewoman. Not even a whore. I am not worth your time.
D: Darling you went through my things. The least you can do is sit and have a chat.
He smirked at me and ran his finger along my cheek trailing it to your hair.
D: Why do you have such interest in my things anyway? It makes me curious.
Y: I- I do not know Your Hi- I mean... Daemon...
D: Has your mother also mention that liars go to hell?
Y: Yes... Yes she has. Um... I do not know. It just gives me something to be interested in during the day. All I own is a book, a gown, some shoes, and this hair clip. I truly have no life.
D: Hm. Turn around.
I awkwardly nod and turn around awaiting his next move. I close my eyes and feel a cold metal on my neck. He quickly turns you back around and smiles.
